The countdown reaches zero

and the fireworks pop

champagne is flowing,

the celebration won’t stop.

Cheers grow silent

all around the room

as kisses are shared

banishing last year’s gloom.

I sit back and observe

knowing this is not for me

and thinking that next to you

is where I’d rather be.

© Autumn Siders 2016


I remember your strength

in a way everyone could see

and for the longest time

you were who I wanted to be.

I can see your strength now

in a way almost no one can see

and I know without doubt

you’re stronger than I could ever be.

© Autumn Siders 2015

Santa Claws

The guy in red

needs to bring a treat

if he hopes for peace

if ever we should meet.

No man will come to my house

whether he bears gifts or not

and sneak down my chimney

like a common thief to be shot.

So the only thing to stop you,

from meeting my claws,

would be to bring a fish,

choose well, Santa Claus.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2016